An excerpt from Time magazine, April 26, 2004.
The Passion of the Christ, which has so far been seen by tens of millions of people in the U.S. alone, proves again what we have long known about movies: artists should write about and direct what they know. They should produce from their passion. But too often pictures made by Christians have been thinly veiled propaganda vehicles. They have not been the sort of art that comes from the gut.
Some evangelical consultants urged Gibson to add explanatory verses of Scripture at the end of The Passion. To his credit, Gibson insisted that he wanted to retain some mystery, some impetus for viewers to return to their churches and their Bibles to ferret out the truths represented in the art.
Gibson succeeded becauses he produced a film from that place within the fiber of his being where his own passions lie. The public responded, providing a lesson for other people of faith.
From Gibson we have learned that we should not be afraid, should not run from controversy and should be willing to employ a work ethic and invest the dollars necessary to compete in the markeplace of ideas.
Wednesday, 21 April 2004
Tuesday, 20 April 2004
i feel obese.
as well as jinxed.
all coz i have not been swimming for three weeks.
first week, i ended up having to work till 9pm.
second week...i would have turn the pool a pretty shade of red if i did.
this week...the meeting i was in did not end till 8pm. by the time I got to the pool, i was in time to see the gates shut in my face.
Well, not quite, but you get the idea.
Maybe next time, I should pretend I wasn't going swimming, get off work early, and actually go swimming.
Except, who am I trying to trick?
In the meantime, I'll continue feeling obese.
Bring on the Oreo cookies...
as well as jinxed.
all coz i have not been swimming for three weeks.
first week, i ended up having to work till 9pm.
second week...i would have turn the pool a pretty shade of red if i did.
this week...the meeting i was in did not end till 8pm. by the time I got to the pool, i was in time to see the gates shut in my face.
Well, not quite, but you get the idea.
Maybe next time, I should pretend I wasn't going swimming, get off work early, and actually go swimming.
Except, who am I trying to trick?
In the meantime, I'll continue feeling obese.
Bring on the Oreo cookies...
Thursday, 1 April 2004
without going into details as to what prompted my words...a text message between Maya and I...
Me: Argh! I work in a office full of b*tches.
Maya: Please explain? Are you working in a dog pound?
At least that made my morning better...
Me: Argh! I work in a office full of b*tches.
Maya: Please explain? Are you working in a dog pound?
At least that made my morning better...
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